"What is it? What's happened?" she asked anxiously as she walked across to him, and cupped his face with her hands, forcing him to look her in the eye...s."It's my father," he murmured in a strangled tone. "He's suffered a stroke ... and they're not sure that he's going to make it!"Miranda's eyes filled with tears as she remembered a time when she had lost her own parents."Oh Marcus ... I'm so sorry!"He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight – seeming to need that contact ... as though he. There was a woman she didn't recognize, and a femalepekingese dog morf who looked vaguely familiar (but who Rose couldn'tplace). She was about to apologize and leave, when the dean waved her toan empty chair with an almost pleasant "Have a seat, Miss Reid."When he used her last name like that, she was sure something was up.Once she was seated, the dean continued. "While you were gone, Miss Moorehere went through MORFS."Rose gasped and thought "Miss Moore"? There was only one student namedMoore. I have no idea where she picked up this bratty attitude. As I recall she was born into an upper middle class suburb and her family is one that is well educated. Her parents are both white collar professionals. Her mom is a city councilwoman and business owner. Plus, her dad is an accountant for crying out loud! Despite her dress and affectations, she is hardly a poster c***d for urban crime."Yeah," I ask her sarcastically, "Do you really want to find out, cause I am willing to bet that your. ”I dunked her beneath the water.The next morning dawned and I left Virginia to lay in bed, a satisfied smile upon her lips. I headed down to the common room in the inn and put in a request for some breakfast for me and my compatriots. Seeing other travelers who had come to Stillwater, I ambled over, then took a seat at the common table, striking up a conversation with a half-elven woman, who quickly told me her name – Maria – and her reason for coming to this town – hunting in the Glimmering.